my mama was right when she said
"there'll be days like this"
she didn't say how to keep the nightmares out
she sprinkled the salt round the house
on window sills
under doors
i don't know what she was looking for
but she looked
more and more
until her eyes just couldn't see anymore
"there'll be days like this"
my mama said
Apr 2, 2012
Apr 2, 2012 at 4:19 PM UTC
my mama was right when she said
"there'll be days like this"
she didn't say how to keep the nightmares out
she sprinkled the salt round the house
on window sills
under doors
i don't know what she was looking for
but she looked
more and more
until her eyes just couldn't see anymore
"there'll be days like this"
my mama said
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